As I feared, the trip to the oral surgeon was a waste. Why? Because my symptoms haven't returned since I made the appointment. Without seeing the lump, there's nothing he could really say. When it comes back, I'll make another appointment, but he suggested I see an ear, nose and throat specialist just in case it's a salivary gland issue instead. It sounds like it might be actually, at least from what he described. So I guess I'll wait until it comes back and go from there.

Leave it to my body to suddenly behave now that I have health insurance.

I'm exhausted. Tomorrow is a short day, just a meeting before rush starts. With riding the bus and whatnot, it's still going to be pretty busy... But nothing like the last few days.

But I got the schedule for next week and may I go fwump now? I knew my hours would increase, but wow. I'm working full- time hours next week including Saturday. And I have to write a novella, a novel, and three articles too. Oh and another novel by the beginning of September. This Lexapro has to stop making me feel lazy.

Oh and I have a real dentist appointment next week. This is for my cracked filling. Next Thursday will be like today where I run from work to the dentist. And today, the office was packed... So yeah, figure it'll be busy next week at the same time too. At least this time they were playing A Little Princess, my other favorite childhood book/movie along with The Secret Garden which was playing the last time I was there. I was disappointed when they called me back actually. The dentist clearly has good tastes in movies, so I think I might keep them. Because you know, it's all about their choice in waiting room entertainment. Okay, not really... The dentist is actually really nice and she seems attentive and knowledgeable. Which considering I picked the first dentist in town that returned my call, I guess I got lucky.

But I digress... I'm rambling. The meds make me loopy. So does the tiredness.

Who needs sleep anyway? It's so overrated.

*passes out*